Rose’s POV
“Hey, what is going on with you?” He asks. I’m mad he’s opening a strip club, but why? Why do I care? He helps me stand up.
“I’m upset.” I say.
“Yeah I can see that, but why? Because I took a phone call?”
“No, that would be dumb.”
“Then what is it?” He asks.
“You’re just the same as all the others. With your strip clubs and your women, and I’m so tired of falling for the same kind of guy.” I don’t even know what I’m saying anymore. I turn to leave, but Dean grabs my arm and pulls me towards him. He turns me to face him.
“So you’re jealous?” He says with a smirk. I furrow my brow. Then his lips are on mine, this kiss is not soft, but hungry, like it’s the last kiss we’ll ever share. He pulls back. I’m left breathless, and pissed.
“What you think because you kiss me I’m
